Here I am,
yet again.
I've fallen so many times,
I've got brusies as reminders,
And battle scars that show.
I've put up a good fight in my life,
I've been knocked down,
And pushed around.
I have a sheild around my heart,
And I have my fist's on guard,
ready to put up a fight.
I may crash and burn,
I may fall and get hurt.
But thats okay,
because, hear I am,
Yet again,
Still Standing.
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